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This entry was posted on Monday, December 21st, 2020 at 4:08 pm and is filed under animal crackers. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
People who enjoy meetings should not be in charge of anything.
—Thomas Sowell
Only in math problems can you buy forty cantaloupes and no one asks what the heck is wrong with you.
Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
Wouldn’t flying south be faster than walking?
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For some reason, your comment has me ROFL! 😀
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It’s a terrific photo, but just struck me funny as so many things do.
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Yes, it really is a terrific photo! 🙂
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If they had flown rather than walked, they wouldn’t have been caught in the snow. 😀
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No matter what, ducks make me smile.
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Happy Winter Solstice!
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Love this— a respite of snowy silent peace— aside from a few quack quacks ☺️
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I had completely forgotten that winter is here. It’s easy not to think about it when the weather is so nice that I had the backdoor open this afternoon.
Love,
Janie
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What a beautiful picture.
Yes, it’s officially winter now. With a rose out in my garden a,ong with osteospermum and alstroemerias. This is not some southern country, but the UK.
BTW. Since I was little, winter began on 21st December (all seasons changing on the equinox or solstice.) recently, however, the meteorological office have invented something called the ‘meteorological start’ to the seasons, which is the 1st of the month where it usually changes. What’s that all about? Why do they need a different date? The new dates don’t refer to any natural phenomenon, astronomical or otherwise. Totally mad. Now we have 2 dates for the start of the season.
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Bureaucratic Efficiency, perhaps??? 😉
Looked up your flowers. They are gorgeous! A rose in the UK at the end of December?!
Happy Holidays! Hope you and yours are all doing okay over there.
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We’re all keeping well, and away from others as much as possible. Sadly, due to the new restrictions, it means Christmas with our daughter and family is put on hold. Summer, perhaps? We can pretend it’s December in Australia!
We are able to see our son, though, as he’s in the same tier as us.
Have a Merry Christmas, and stay safe.
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Apparently, adult ducks don’t walk in a straight line like the babies following Mom. 😀 — Suzanne
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I just love this photo. I can hear them breaking the loud silence with their quacks.
Is this your photo? May I use it sometime this winter if I link you? Thanks for the smiles. As always. 😀
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I don’t know who took the picture — it’s just something I saw somewhere or other and appropriated for my own purposes. (That’s roughly how most of the photographs I use ended up in my files.) So feel free to use it, but you don’t need to link me. 🙂
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